Odd era, where I have my laptop in the computer shop (the plug-in spot broke off) and am using an older-but-underperforming laptop. The idea that we have a spare laptop in the house says something about where the computer has gone.
My mom needs to get into the computer age; she get ticked a bit when we tell her what my sister and niece are doing via their Facebook posts, but Mom's not one to use computers... yet. We may just need to get her a laptop or tablet for Christmas.
I'm reminded of when we got Grandma Kraenzlein a microwave; she didn't see the need for one until we pulled an intervention and bought her one. We made need to do that with my mom, dragging her kicking and screaming into the 21st century.
I've got a heavy heart for what I'm seeing out of the Sandy aftermath. Having ten million folks in one concentrated area requires a lot of infrastruture to get food, electricity, gas and all the others stuff of modern life into that area; that system broke down badly this week.
The one guy who seems to have looked bad so far is Bloomberg and his tone-deaf attempt to get the NYC marathon running tomorrow despite areas near the course needing help. After an outcry, he did a 180 and cancelled the race. There is something to be said for sports being a way to getting back to normal, but not when it gets in the way of taking care of needs.
There's not much folks from outside the area can do to help, it seems. I don't own a gasoline delivery truck nor do I have electrical repair expertise or have a truck full of food that might help. Prayer is about all I can do.